The tip of Elder Hera’s spear brushed past my cheek. I attacked her ribs with my Holy Sword and used the drops of blood on my cheeks as a magic catalyst.

"Become my fangs and scatter, covet the nape of the enemy!”

Blood droplets containing my mana turned into dozens of thorns and shot toward Elder Metheus, who was approaching to stab me from behind. Elder Metheus only faltered a little before leisurely hitting away the thorns. Elder Hera used the short spear in her left hand to block my Holy Sword, while swinging the long spear in her right hand. I ducked to avoid the spear, and at the same time, shot ‘Thunder that Races Across the Sky’ at the other elders rushing from all directions to keep them at bay. Elder Metheus, who was still behind me, also stepped back slightly.

"The Ice Wolf, Bringer of the North Wind! The march of the army defending the queen! This is the land of ice! Appear, Ice Castle!"

"This magic again! It won’t work anymore!"

Before I could complete the Ice Castle magic that Yuria had created, five elders shot strong auras at it and destroyed it. It was a magic that I had already used several times in this fierce battle. When I first used...